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"Is Mr. Count here? Who is this treasure friend who was exposed in the live broadcast room just now?"

Zhang Yang asked about the barrage, and someone immediately replied with a number: [29].

"There's still one left to go. Let's round it up. Is there anyone in the live broadcast room who has the goods? Want to see if they can be punished?"

"Here we come, welcome to the most beautiful man in the Baobao Gang. Brother, why did you register my ID!"

"Hello? Teacher, can you hear me?" A clear female voice spoke.

"Baby girl, you can hear me."

"Teacher Zhang, I am your number one female fan."

As soon as the baby girl arrived, she happily introduced herself to the family.

"Tsk! Brothers, did you hear that? My female fan." Zhang Yang made a scissor hand gesture towards the camera: "Whoever says this is Arhat's live broadcast room in the future, I don't recognize it."

"Hey, teacher, you actually have a lot of female fans. We even have a female fan group!"

"How come I don't know? Pull me down later after the appraisal is done. I'm not in there. How embarrassing."

[The live broadcast opens the harem, right? 】

[Isn’t the teacher married at this age? Hurry up and report it to his wife]

[I am also a female fan. Can you, the female fan group, please pull me in?]

[Just send a group account, the comments are all female fans]

"That's great." Baoyou agreed to Zhang Yang, and then pointed the camera at a green-yellow porcelain on the table.

"Teacher, my grandfather gave this to me. Can you help me find out what it is?"

"I put it in the living room of my house before, and a friend told me that it was too outrageous."

"It's indeed quite crazy." Zhang Yang nodded: "Just the glaze color and shape, you can tell it's old at a glance."

"Go around in a circle and let me see the overall appearance of this thing."

After reading it, Zhang Yang discovered that the item was similar to the one selected in the Yue Kiln celadon textbook, but the quality was different.

Looking at the time again, "337", the Yue kiln celadon of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and the Pankou statue of the fourth series are in full bloom!

"Which dynasty is this from?" Baoyou asked.

"Yue kiln celadon from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, nearly 1,700 years ago. Dear friend, are you in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas?"

"It's hard to say, I'm in Northern Jiangsu."

"That's right." Zhang Yang nodded: "This should be something from your local tombs, but the preservation is too poor and the glaze is a bit off."

"Teacher, is this valuable? My grandfather said that this was at home when he was a child. It has been at least eighty years now. He is now eighty-five years old."

"This eighty-year time period is so good!" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

[Her great-grandfather was from the Laojiu Clan and was dug out before the founding of the People's Republic of China]

[This story tells us that the time to enter the industry is very important]

[Look at the inheritance and heritage of Laojiu Sect]

"But it's a pity that auction houses generally don't offer items from before the Song Dynasty."

"Why?" Baoyou didn't understand very much: "I see that the teacher has appraised a lot of things from the Han Dynasty before!"

"There are quite a few, but is there a possibility that they all just came out of the tomb." Zhang Yang explained with a smile.

He only recently learned that in the past few months, the cultural relics protection department had launched a heavy blow to crack down on the crime of reselling cultural relics.

Then, many antique shop owners in Yanjing lined up to go in.

"You can donate it to the museum, or pass it on first and wait for policy changes." Zhang Yang gave two pertinent suggestions.

"Okay, then I'll keep it for now."

The girl accepted it calmly and moved the camera to a nearby table with a large black jar on it.

"Teacher, there is another one. Can this be sold?"

Zhang Yang looked at it for a while, smiled and clasped his fists at the camera.

"So it's my junior sister. I'm glad to meet you. I'm from the old Zhang family. May I ask who you are?"

"I'm not from the Laojiu Sect. Teacher, do you mean that this one also came out of the tomb?"

"What are you talking about? This one is from the same group as the one just now. They are all from the Eastern Jin Dynasty." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"A tomb like this from the Eastern Jin Dynasty does not belong to our Laojiu Sect. How dare ordinary little robbers touch it?"

He originally thought that the four-line Pankou Zun might have been inherited.

But when I saw this black-glazed jar, I was 100% sure that someone's ancestral grave had been dug.

As for whether this girl friend's elders dug it up, Zhang Yang thinks it's very possible.

"Teacher, is this valuable?"

"It's valuable. This big black-glazed jar is from the famous Deqing Kiln."

"The Deqing kiln is the first kiln in China to fire black-glazed porcelain. Your thing is enough to be displayed in your local museum. It is a third-level cultural relic."

Zhang Yang's statement is quite conservative. If any museum wants to prop up its facade, it wouldn't be surprising to designate it as a second-level museum.

"Then this one can't be sold." Girlfriend still knows some knowledge about cultural relic protection: "Thank you, teacher, there is one last piece."

"Look at this."

"This is also from the Yue Kiln. It should have been dug out by the elders of your family. I don't know whose ancestral grave is missing."

"The stuff is good, but the workmanship is a bit rough, and a piece of the bottle's mouth was knocked off. It must be a novice, an experienced hand can't make such a mistake."

Zhang Yang looked at the incomplete Yue kiln celadon and felt a little regretful. This glaze was better preserved, but the artifact was incomplete.

"Junior sister, do we really not tell each other where we are from? Maybe we even made an appointment to have a baby kiss when we were young!"

"Uncle Zhang, I am only twenty years old this year." Baoyou replied with a smile.

"It's a pity, it's a pity!" Zhang Yang shook his head with a look of regret: "Then let's say goodbye. Take care, some comrades from the police may contact you."

"Hahaha, okay, thank you teacher." Baoyou was confident and smiled happily.

…

【30】

"This is not the 30th one! The junior sister of the old nine sect is the inheritance of the family. She understands the barrage but doesn't understand it."

[Does the anchor have such a legacy in his family? 】

"Of course there is, but what our Zhang family inherits is not material, but intangible heritage." Zhang Yang said plausibly: "Am I going to tell you that I know something about Feng Shui?"

"Show me? I can't show it. I can't give you the money and fix the points on the spot."

[You can go and check the feng shui of the tomb seller next door]

"Stop talking nonsense, Brother Ping'an is selling a modern cemetery."

"I saw a few days ago that they have started selling ecological tombs. They don't even erect tombstones where the ashes are buried, they just plant trees."

"Let's not go too far, let's appraise treasures. This person below..."

"Old acquaintance, Xiao Mengzi."

Zhang Yang was very impressed by this ID. He was the construction site man who wanted to send the boss who was unpaid wages in after digging out the ancient ruins.

"Brother, what did you dig up this time?"

Seeing the other person wearing a red safety helmet with the bright sunshine behind him, Zhang Yang knew that he was at the construction site.

"Teacher, wait a moment!"

The next scene made Zhang Yang lose his grip on the water glass and almost dropped it to the ground.

All I saw was a construction site full of steel and concrete, with two excavators parked side by side.

The excavator's bucket hovers in mid-air, holding a red banner that reads:

"Saibo Xiling Warriors respectfully welcome Mr. Zhang!"

Then, the construction site man took out another pennant and showed it in front of the camera.

It says: Give roses to others, and the fragrance will linger in your hands.

"General Manager, this is the sentiment of our workers." The man at the construction site said with a wide smile.

According to him, after Lian Mai, they first went to various museums in batches and exchanged the Song Dynasty porcelain in their hands for banners and bonuses.

Then they called the police and revealed the discovery of ancient ruins at the construction site.

With the help of the government, the boss asked someone to pay everyone's wages two days after he was arrested.

After the matter was settled, the construction site man spent a lot of brain cells to complete this embarrassing task.

"Brothers who are unloading the mountain have worked hard. Everyone should pay attention to safety. Are you wearing the beads on the coffin cart?"

"I don't wear them anymore. They were all sold to a local real estate owner." The old man said happily. He probably sold them for a lot of money.

"Isn't the boss's surname Xu?"

"No, his surname is Yang. I heard he is from Guangdong Province."

"In Guangdong Province, the surname doesn't have to be Xu." Zhang Yang nodded. He only knew one boss named Yang who sold Malatang.

…

"Hello, Teacher Zhang!"

After Baoyou said hello, he zoomed up the camera and saw a long sword in a scabbard on the table.

The scabbard is red and the hilt is black.

"Teacher, this is something passed down from my great-grandfather's father. My grandfather said that when my great-grandfather's father was still alive, this thing was hanging at home!"

"Friend Bao, from now on, just say that this thing is passed down from your ancestors." Zhang Yang simplified it for the other party.

"Okay teacher, this ancestral sword is a bit rusty. Do you want to take a look?"

"It has to be. Just because the scabbard is old, doesn't mean the sword inside is too."

Baoyou responded and took the long sword out of its sheath. As expected, it was seriously rusted, but it was not green rust, but the red rust of an iron sword.

[Can I also watch Cold Weapons? 】

[This brother’s ancestor was from a Western factory at least]

[Theoretically, can it still be used after grinding it?]

[Rushing, right? Washing the patina, right? 】

"Teacher, there are seven dots on this, which are golden." Baoyou showed it to the camera.

"It's a seven-star sword. It's for house control."

"But I heard that this thing is not for housekeeping. It seems to have passed over people."

When Baoyou spoke, his tone sounded like I'm telling you a secret.

Zhang Yang didn't believe this. He studied history. The long sword was one of the most impractical weapons on the ancient battlefield. It was basically a decoration.

The troops of the Ming Dynasty all used long-handled knives and spears.

He smiled and said, "Really or not? I slashed Jing Ke with seven or eight swords and it was fine."

[The King of Qin attacked Ke again and was wounded eight times]

[The anchor is really Qin Shihuang]

[This kind of sword really can’t kill anyone, I’ve been slashed before]

[The barrage comparison is really awesome]

"Teacher, can the rust on this be washed away? Or should we just sell it like this?"

"It can be washed, but it's best to have someone wash it. Don't wash off the patterns on it yourself."

"If I sell it, it won't be worth much, just two to three thousand yuan."

"My grandfather said that this era of swords was from the time of the Boxer Rebellion, is that right?"

Baoyou changed into that mysterious tone again.

"It's about the same age."

Zhang Yang looked at the production time, 1889.

"Whether it was used to chop things like that, I don't know."

"Last time I saw a guillotine used by Louis XVI being photographed abroad, but it was rejected."

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